After Song Jin finished painting, he also patted his bulging money bag.

The corners of Bai Qianmo's mouth twitched, why didn't this Miss Song have any sense of self-protection at all?

Don't you know that money is not exposed?

What a stupid big sister!

Bai Qianmo dodged to block the money bag painted by Song Jin, and reminded in a low voice: "Sister Song, money is not exposed!" ”

"Well, let's go! You can choose what you want to eat. ”

In front of Bai Qianmo, there was an old couple selling clove wontons.

The tempting fragrance wafted into Bai Qianmo's nose, and he took a deep breath: "This smell is delicious, let's go and taste the wontons sold by that old woman first." ”

The old woman smiled lovingly: "Children, come and try my clove wontons, they are fragrant." ”

Bai Qianmo smiled and said, "Old woman, can you bring us half a bowl?" ”

"Of course you can, you are still children, so naturally you can't eat a bowl, so my mother-in-law will give you half a bowl for each person, sit down!"

Ye Muchen leaned close to Bai Qianmo's ear and whispered, "Eighth sister, I can eat a bowl." ”

Bai Qianmo lowered her voice and said, "If you can eat one bowl, you can only eat half a bowl, otherwise you won't be able to eat the things in the back." ”

"Oh, let's eat half a bowl then."

However, when the old woman brought half a bowl of clove wontons to Bai Qianmo's face, the corners of Bai Qianmo's mouth twitched.

"That's so much in half a bowl? No, no, I can't finish eating, mother-in-law, cook less, just share the food between us, and we can't waste food. ”

The old woman still smiled very lovingly: "Okay, good, mother-in-law will cook less for you, you really can't waste food, you child, you are really sensible." ”

"Mother-in-law has won the prize!"

The old woman was very happy, and she knew that they were children of a large family by looking at the clothes of several children.

It is really rare for children from large families to know how not to waste food.

The old woman cooked two bowls for them, and the nine of them shared them, which was actually a taste.

Song Jin paid the silver, and the few people continued to walk forward.

Before passing by a stall selling donkeys and rolling, Bai Qianmo stopped: "Auntie, what is this called?" It's nice to look at. ”

The aunt smiled all over her face: "This dim sum is called donkey rolling, it looks good and delicious, child, I'll give you a little to taste first, and then buy it if it's delicious." ”

"Okay, okay!"

The aunt cut a small piece and handed it to Bai Qianmo, who took it and stuffed it into her mouth and tasted it carefully.

"Well, it's soft and sweet, it's delicious! Auntie, one for each of us. ”

"Okay!"

Song Jinhua hurriedly stepped forward to pay the silver.

The aunt wrapped a piece for them and handed it to them with a smile.

The children were eating and strolling, and they didn't notice a young man with short stature, dark skin, and thief eyebrows not far behind them, and a pair of thief eyes were staring at the money bag drawn by Song Jin.

He was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Song Jin to draw them to the most crowded place before he started.

Bai Qianmo rolled on the donkey in her hand after eating, she developed the habit of not littering since she was a child in her previous life, she pinched the paper wrapped in the donkey rolling in her hand, and looked around to find a place to throw garbage.

Just as she turned her head, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the young man's thief-eyed gaze, and smiled coldly in her heart, but remained silent.

She reached into her small satchel and took some white paper out of the space and folded it.

Then he whispered to Ye Muchen: "Seventh brother, you are relatively tall, you go to the right rear of Sister Song, block the eyes of the people behind, and don't let people see Sister Song's money bag." ”

Ye Muchen was full of question marks, but he still did what the eighth sister said.

Bai Qianmo deliberately came to the right hand side of Song Jin's painting and blatantly untied the money bag painted by Song Jin.

Song Jin painted a puzzled face: "Sister Qianmo......"

Bai Qianmo raised her index finger: "Shh...... Don't make a noise, take out all your silver tickets and exchange them for blank paper, and hurry up. ”

Song Jinhua frowned, and instantly thought of Bai Qianmo's purpose for doing this.

Your money bag is being targeted!

Just wanted to turn back, Bai Qianmo immediately stopped: "Don't look back, replace it quickly, we have to catch the thief, don't startle the snake." ”

Song Jinhua smiled and nodded, quickly replaced the silver ticket in the money bag with white paper, and tied the money bag to his waist again.

Bai Qianmo didn't look back, and said in a volume that Ye Muchen could hear: "Seventh brother, where there are many people in front, let's pretend to be separated from Sister Song, and then pay attention to Sister Song's money bag and prepare to catch the thief." ”

Ye Muchen had already guessed that when Bai Qianmo asked Song Jin to paint and replace the silver ticket in the money bag, the eighth sister had already guessed that someone coveted the money bag painted by Song Jin.

It turned out that the eighth sister did this completely to catch the thief, and at the same time, she didn't let Song Jin paint a little loss.

"Okay, I got it." Ye Muchen's happy voice sounded.

Bai Qianmo smiled slightly, put her hand into the small satchel again, and sent all the contents of the small satchel into the space.

Then take out two apples and a pack of silver needles from the space, and insert the silver needles upside down on the apples one by one.

Of course, she interjected one by one.

The silver needles are pointed upwards, and the edges of the apples are plugged with some paper so as not to injure themselves by mistake.

Move the small satchel back a bit, and swagger into a crowded area.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth, and when he saw that the time was ripe, he immediately squeezed forward and stretched his paws to Song Jin's waist.

With a slight pull, the money bag painted by Song Jin fell into the hands of the young man.

Then he reached for Bai Qianmo's small satchel.

Silently, he unfastened the buckle on Bai Qianmo's small satchel and put his hand inside.

In the next second, the young man's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.

Just as he wanted to stretch his hand out of Bai Qianmo's small satchel, his hand was grabbed by a small hand.

Bai Qianmo smiled and shouted, "Catch you!" What do you think? What did you find in my little satchel? ”

The man just wanted to break free of Bai Qianmo's little hand, and the other bigger hand grabbed the man's left hand and twisted it, twisting the man's hand behind his back to control it.

"Ahh

The young man screamed, not only in his left hand, but even more in his right hand.

At the moment when Ye Muchen controlled the man, Bai Qianmo took the man's hand and pressed it into her small satchel with all her milking strength.

The people around instantly got out of the way, and surrounded Bai Qianmo, Ye Muchen and the young man.

Seeing that the young man's right hand was still in Bai Qianmo's small satchel, the people around him instantly understood that the two children had caught a thief who was stealing.

Bai Qianmo looked teasing: "Dare to steal my things, you are quite guts!" What do you think? How does it taste? ”

Xiao Jiu and a few of their little girls surrounded them, looking at Bai Qianmo and Ye Muchen with admiration.

Xiao Jiu glanced at the thief, saw that the thief grinned in pain, and asked with a puzzled face: "Little Eighth Sister, what is in your little bag?" It's so painful to look at him! ”